Is it a late model 5.0 block? Those rear main seals are easy like an LS .. just need a plastic tool they sell to hit the new seal in
Just be happy you're not pulling the rear cap and phucking with a rope seal like on those old Pontiacs.
Is it a late model 5.0 block? Those rear main seals are easy like an LS .. just need a plastic tool they sell to hit the new seal in
Sounds like she’s trying to light your bung hole on fire so that she can put the fire out with her tongue.I was speeding home to enjoy a steak dinner, got pulled over, she put mango habanero sauce on the steak, all around a fuckin terrible late afternoon.
Fuckin mango habanero... jesus christ
Sounds like they’re on equal footing.if it was easy, everyone would do it; don't let a simple machine defeat you
Beer and a bong, I see a theme!![]()
FACT.Just be happy you're not pulling the rear cap and phucking with a rope seal like on those old Pontiacs.
another common saying I hear:
"you're worthless with a beer in your hand"
Ton of experience in this post. You young guys pay attention to what that man said!I remember the time I built a 396 for my 69 Chevelle and drove it to the muffler shop with open headers to get the exhaust put on it. I was so cool.
Well, until they got it up on the lift and there was oil everywhere coming from the rear main seal. Then I didn't feel cool. So I drove over to my buddies shop which at the time was a storage unit and it didn't have any room. But he was willing to help me and together, right there in the parking lot, we got it fixed up.
But thats not the story. The story is while we were working, my wife pulled up and asked me how I liked her new hair cut. Well, I took one look at her and told her I don't.
My buddy looked at me and then he looked at her and told her her hair looked nice. But me? I was stupid and went right back to what I was doing.
I'm a lot older now and I realize the error of my ways back then. It was the meanest thing I ever said to her. And it wasn't even about her hair. It was about that stupid fucking oil leak of my own doing. But that doesn't matter, because to this day, she will not cut her hair like it was that day even though I think its hot and tell her she should cut it like that again.
I fucked up. And shes not even Ukrainian. Shes Scottish. Which means she never forgets. She never helps me wash my truck or the cars either. But thats another story.
So all women are Scots?I remember the time I built a 396 for my 69 Chevelle and drove it to the muffler shop with open headers to get the exhaust put on it. I was so cool.
Well, until they got it up on the lift and there was oil everywhere coming from the rear main seal. Then I didn't feel cool. So I drove over to my buddies shop which at the time was a storage unit and it didn't have any room. But he was willing to help me and together, right there in the parking lot, we got it fixed up.
But thats not the story. The story is while we were working, my wife pulled up and asked me how I liked her new hair cut. Well, I took one look at her and told her I don't.
My buddy looked at me and then he looked at her and told her her hair looked nice. But me? I was stupid and went right back to what I was doing.
I'm a lot older now and I realize the error of my ways back then. It was the meanest thing I ever said to her. And it wasn't even about her hair. It was about that stupid fucking oil leak of my own doing. But that doesn't matter, because to this day, she will not cut her hair like it was that day even though I think its hot and tell her she should cut it like that again.
I fucked up. And shes not even Ukrainian. Shes Scottish. Which means she never forgets. She never helps me wash my truck or the cars either. But thats another story.
Until It comes to your money.So all women are Scots?
Scottish means some fine day if you piss her off again you might wake up with her seilelach up the middle of your haggis.I remember the time I built a 396 for my 69 Chevelle and drove it to the muffler shop with open headers to get the exhaust put on it. I was so cool.
Well, until they got it up on the lift and there was oil everywhere coming from the rear main seal. Then I didn't feel cool. So I drove over to my buddies shop which at the time was a storage unit and it didn't have any room. But he was willing to help me and together, right there in the parking lot, we got it fixed up.
But thats not the story. The story is while we were working, my wife pulled up and asked me how I liked her new hair cut. Well, I took one look at her and told her I don't.
My buddy looked at me and then he looked at her and told her her hair looked nice. But me? I was stupid and went right back to what I was doing.
I'm a lot older now and I realize the error of my ways back then. It was the meanest thing I ever said to her. And it wasn't even about her hair. It was about that stupid fucking oil leak of my own doing. But that doesn't matter, because to this day, she will not cut her hair like it was that day even though I think its hot and tell her she should cut it like that again.
I fucked up. And shes not even Ukrainian. Shes Scottish. Which means she never forgets. She never helps me wash my truck or the cars either. But thats another story.
So all women are Scots?